If i shut my eyes maybe the drifting of the tides would go away.
There shifting away. … Drofting.
Makeing waves.
But the waves are made up of brandy and jack
amber liquids mixing together.
guilty. I’m guilty of letting my emotions fuck me up.
If a blew up at any of you. For your shitty remarks, my feelings or any kind of out burst are considered wrong. not right.
feeling like im stuck on a patch of ground. while everyone else is floating on a raft to sea. Kinda waving but not really .
Not really noticeing that i forgot to get on the van wagon.
oppess.
When i suddenly make a mistake its the worst possible thing i could ever pull.
As if they have been perfect ……. why is it that im always getting rocks thrown at me. the minute i let you kno your being an ass, rather then just letting it pass.
or when i wasn’t perfect. of thinking clearly.
Well maybe the shifts are a good thing,
im sorry i cant stand your hallow “im sorry”
or not even thinking that you might owe someone to apologize to them.
Maybe i might have herd an im sorry, and saw the actions that went with it
if you thik i never notice… well your wrong about that <3 thanks for being there
